From Nerve Cowboy #8 Fall 1999

 

ROTHKO

Albert Huffstickler

 

I think he knew he was

on the edge. He hated it

but it was the only place

he felt at home. But the

edge is the edge and it's

like that moment when

Nijinsky floated poised

above the stage--that long

instant when there was

no motion. You could have

photographed him clearly

with a box camera. But

the edge is the edge. It's

a blade and sooner or

later it will cut your

feet from under you and

you'll fall all the way

from glory into nothingness.

But if you're lucky--as

he was--it won't happen

till you're finished.

 

 

 

 

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